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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:umalsdiary.blog.co.uk,2009-11-22:/</id><title>Quarter Life Crisis</title><link rel="self" href="http://umalsdiary.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umalsdiary.blog.co.uk/"/><subtitle>The worst pair of opposites is boredom and terror. Sometimes your life is a pendulum swing from one to the other. The sea is without a wrinkle. There is not a whisper of wind. The hours last forever. You are so bored you sink into a state of apathy close to a coma. Then the sea becomes rough and your emotions are whipped into a frenzy. Yet even these two opposites do not remain distinct. In your boredom there are elements of terror: you break down into tears; you are filled with dread; you scream; you deliberately hurt yourself. And in the grip of terror—the worst storm—you yet feel boredom, a deep weariness with it all.                         "Life of Pi" Yann Martel</subtitle><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-22T14:16:23+01:00</updated></feed>
